Everybody has a flaw.
Wifey has one that kinda drives me nuts.
She's a great cook but hates to bake. HATES. TO. BAKE.
To me baking sounds a lot like cooking. Not really sure what the difference is.
But I think I know what the difference is to Wifey. Wifey don't be liking the baked goods. Is she a retard? Probably not. But she aint a fan of the baked goods (she's gotta be a 'tard, correct?) and tends not to bake much.
So where is possibly the best news ever as the title of today's blog suggests?
It seems there is gonna be a bakery built about 100 yards from my house. A bakery. Filled with baked goods. For me. To eat. Whenever I want.
Good thing Wifey likes to walk, huh?